It’s funny how expectations can completely alter your judgement about a travel experience, especially a luxury travel experience. Now that it is 2018 and I’m almost 27 years old, I have finally accepted some level of adulthood (probably because for once in my life I can afford it). I decided to kick the year off…
Adrenaline pumped through my veins as I closed the hatchback of my Subaru. The time had come. In the driver’s seat, I pulled out my graffiti-covered map of the coast: all the best and potential surf breaks I’d encounter marked out in an eclectic mix of symbols. I had one month and the plan was…
It was time… my third “last” last wave came to an end and my stomach was begging for breakfast. Chatting to a friend as I passed her on her way a bomb came out of nowhere. With no time to turn my board around and duck dive, and knowing my friend was on a 9”…
I made it! I almost contemplated not writing the final post to complete my March blogging challenge… But, I knew I’d be devastated when I woke up tomorrow a fool, so here goes… If you’re just tuning in, a month ago I decided I’d write a blog post every single day of March. At first…
As surfers we’re pretty laid back, especially when it comes to our lifestyles. But what many don’t realise is that we do follow our own set of rules, a set that keeps the peace in the line-up and others to stop you embarrassing yourself. Just like all rules, there are those who either never got…
